WHY DOTH THOU FORSAKE ME, SPEAKEASY?

It’s official – I don’t like SPEAKEASY BREWING’s beer. Though I’m a hometowner through and through, this San Francisco-based craft brewer just hits people in different ways, I reckon. You know that fella CS I was telling you about yesterday, the one who poured me the BROOKLYN LOCAL 1? He and his friend S make Speakeasy beers their “default” choice, as in, “we’re having a barbeque, let’s pick up a 6-pack of Speakeasy”, or “It’s a Monday night, who wants a beer”. You know? Me, I’ve tried pretty much the whole lineup now, and I don’t like them. Let it be said that there’s no accounting for taste, and that one man’s taste buds are another man’s, uh, uh, you get the point. The last link in the chain was this UNTOUCHABLE PALE ALE I had on Sunday night. Did I tell you I didn’t like it? Really “macro” tasting for a pale ale, like something Miller would put out and call “Miller Summer Harvest” or something like that. More malty than hoppy, with little aroma to speak of and a general flatness in taste. Very golden in color, i.e. PALE, not those brilliant oranges you get with beers like THREE FLOYDS ALPHA KING (yeah, I know - unfair!). Why would one bother? Well for me it was to try and disprove my previous lack of enthusiasm for the brewery, but instead it was the final nail in the proverbial critical coffin. 5/10, and that’s just because I’m feelin’ groovy today.